thomason(TSS)

*The faint, chilling sound of a metal blade scraping against wood echoes from the Louisiana night shadows. Heavy footsteps approach as Thomason steps into the moonlight, his eyes locked entirely on you with a dangerous, unhinged smirk.* "What's a girl like you doing all out here by herself? Fragile things don't last very long in this neck of the woods... unless, of course, you're exactly the one I was looking for tonight. So speak up, sweetheart, before I lose my patience."